The Library: Sex Education

Study Group

As we both sit in the back of the library, I'm helping you study for your final exam you have coming up the fallowing week. I can tell that the pressure is stressing you out and deep down inside you just want to escape. I grab your hands forcing you to put down the book. I gently grab your chin making you look me directly in my eyes. I tell you relax, I believe in you and I know you're going to do great if you just stop worrying so much.
I hadn't said anything but from the moment I saw you walk into the building with the pretty red outfit on I began to think of the things I would do to you if you allow me. I'm not even fond of the color red but when I look at you, every single thing about you is turning me on.

In the mist of my daydreaming I unconsciously brush my fingers against your thigh. I instantly draw my hand back in fear that I've crossed a boundary. Excepting you to give a look of your disappointment or disapproval, instead you look at me with a slight smirk. You grab my hand and place in between your legs. I hadn't noticed but at some point you'd already unbuttoned your pants, and by the slight stickiness on your fingertips and the wetness of your panties you done it quite some time ago and you started the party without me.

You  start to lose yourself deep in the sensations and the thoughts that in making you feel a way that no other being has ever made you feel before. You began to think "what could he possibly feel like inside of me. Still lost deep in your thoughts you slip into your own world and began to lose awareness of your surroundings. Leaning back so far into the chair the front legs are in the air and so are yours.

As I continue fingering you with my left hand, touching like you've never been touched before, place my right hand on the back of the chair to prevent you from falling back. Your knees are bumping the table, making a knocking noise. You start moaning softly, but the more I reach inside you and find your spots the louder you become. I don't stop but I look around to see if the sounds have drawn any attention and if anyone watching. But something tells me if they were you could care less.
Somehow, even though I have you zoned out from my fingers working deep inside you. You manage to reach inside my basketball shorts and grab the tip of my dick. Squeezing the base and continuously rubbing your thumb back and forth across my tip. At first I lose focus and you gain control. You take your warm soft delicate hands and stroke up and down on my dick. The faster you stroke the bigger I grow in my pants until I reach the point where I'm at full length. There's no room so you pull my dick. But the true motive isn't so we'll have more room. Your eyes closed most of the time but now your curiosity has gotten the best on you and you want to see it.
You pull out my dick, you even give it an extra tug to make you sure you get a good look at the whole thing. You open your eyes and focus on it. I notice a faint smile. You're extremely pleased in my size, nice and thick but not to big. You start back stroking me again taking your thumb pressing against the base grazing a vain. Each stroke causes me to jerk. This entire time I never stopped exploring you with my smooth and soft long fingers. When you first grabbed my dick the control shifted to you. But now we've managed to ride on the same wavelength.
Now when you slow down I slow down. When you speed up I speed up, we're connected. We're both so caught up into each other we have completely forgotten where we are. I'm sure by now we've gotten someone's attention. Books are falling on the floor and ever now and then I hit that special little spot on the left side at the very back of your pretty tight dripping wet pussy. I don't even remember how we got here but I'm enjoying just as much as you are if not more. I was fine with just fingering you but you seem to have bigger plans.
You stand over my lap as you purposely drop your pencil. On the way down you reach between your thighs and you grab my dick. And on the way back up you swiftly place the tip jus barely inside you. Just enough to separate your pussy lips so that those  tight wet walls can grip the tip of my dick. By now neither of us gives two shits weather anyone is watching, but out of respect for you I cover your mouth with my hand and whisper in your ear. "Hush beautiful, you keep moaning like that and people might start watching us."you tilt your head back, kiss me right on my jawline, licking my ear with my earring resting between your teeth. You whisper back in the sexiest voice I have ever heard. "Well then we should give them a good show to watch. You better fuck me right. You don't want all these people thinking you can't handle my little thick ass do you? You do know what to do with this pussy, don't you  baby boy?